Our waking life's desire to shape the world to our convenience invites all manner of paradox and difficulty.

Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.

The point is there ain't no point.

You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.

Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.

You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.

Ive seen the meanness of humans till I dont know why God aint put out the sun and gone away.

Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.

The rain falls upon the just And also on the unjust fellas But mostly it falls upon the just Cause the unjust have the just's umbrellas

There is no forgiveness. For women. A man may lose his honor and regain it again. But a woman cannot. She cannot.

Anything that doesn't take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing.

It is important for all of us to understand that free people are not governed by rules. Here at Hillsdale we are governed by goals, and then the rules are very broad.

Falling in love is like learning a whole new language and the culture that goes along with it. When you fall out of love it can be hard to pick up where you left off and start a new.

One thing that fiction does is it allows us to take big picture questions, big issues, big moral and socio-political changes and see how they play out on real people's lives, with real individuals.

Divas are not made, they are born.

These three things God requires of all the Baptized: right faith in the heart, truth on the tongue, temperance in the body.

Instinct must be thwarted just as one prunes the branches of a tree so that it will grow better.

No one can possibly know what is about to happen: it is happening, each time, for the first time, for the only time.

This fight figures to be crunk

Things that seem incredibly different can really be manifestations of the same underlying phenomena.

What I thought was an end turned out to be a middle. What I thought was a brick wall turned out to be a tunnel. What I thought was an injustice turned out to be a color of the sky.